F*cking computers!

OK, I'm back after what seems like an eternity, but in reality was only about four days. I finally traced the problem to my wireless network card, but not until I bought a new wireless router and USB dongle.

I was going to buy one anyway after Xmas because my other one was well over two years old and the signal strength from the router to my PC got extremely bad at night (only at night for some reason). The new one has better range and a stronger signal, so yay!

A quickie!

My internet connection has been playing silly buggers all day. It's taken me hours to accomplish the smallest of tasks and I really meant to post here earlier. As such, it's late and I'm tired so won't get into anything too lengthy.

Here's a brief overview with fuller details to follow later, probably tomorrow.

It's been a busy few days. Work's winding down as I'm moving into a new position at the start of next year (with a small chance of some travel). It was our Xmas bash last night, which I thought was underwhelming, but wasn't a bad night or the disaster that I had predicted. I got my year end appraisal which means that I know what my pay rise is going to be next year and my Xmas shopping is all but done.

USHW did make some guesses as to "the point" (see a few posts ago), but never mentioned anything in public. I may expand on this over the Xmas period, but will wait to see if she's going to offer up any of her guesses.

That time of year again.

So, I was out with my old work buddies last night. It's kind of a traditional thing that we get together every Christmas for a load of beers. Last night was no exception. Usually, it's just the guys, but last night FBS also showed up. FBS and I have a little bit of history. Over ten years ago, there were a few months where we did a bit of fooling around. I thought it was completely casual and never made any secret that I liked the fact it was casual, but eventually, FBS made it clear that she wanted something more. I couldn't do that. It was a lust thing for me and nothing more, though she is really nice, there was no romantic spark from my end. Physically, yeah - tall, curves, tattoos,  a variety of short, but funky hairstyles. That's it, though. Friends with benefits.

Being the private person that I am, I never mentioned anything about our dalliances to any of my co-workers, though some of them were quite friendly with FBS. Word did leak out though. I guess FBS mentioned something, though I was unaware and denied it all. That wasn't done intentionally to hurt FBS, it was just a privacy thing and I wanted to avoid office gossip. Anyway, my co-workers have since made a point of taking the piss about my privacy, especially where FBS is/was concerned.

I left that workplace probably about eight years ago but popped in to visit every now and again (and I was still in contact with a few people on a more regular basis) and was told on one visit that FBS was still very much into me. I never pursued anything there, though, then FA2 came along.

Anyway, after all that background, I did detect some signals that FBS was still interested in me. I've noticed them infrequently when we've been out. They weren't major, obvious signals, but signals nonetheless. Being more tactile than usual etc. Given the week I've had, I'd have taken the opportunity had it been offered. That was never going to happen though because FBS's boyfriend was also out with us.

It was a good night, though. They always are with that crowd of people. It's a shame that QC3 didn't show up, as she was also part of that crowd, and she was always very easy on the eye and one of the sexiest people I've ever met. I suppose having a family is really time-consuming at this time of year, not to mention the financial aspect, too.

Frustration

This has been a *ahem* frustrating week. I'm not sure what exactly has provoked it, but I've been thinking about sex pretty much constantly. I think it's down to two main reasons. First, it's a crap time of the year to be single. It doesn't bother me that often that I'm single, but I usually get pissed off around this time of the year if I am single. Second, I think the flirting with USHW made me think about getting a shag (oh, and as for "the point" mentioned below, it never reached there, USHW is wondering what it is, but hasn't made any guesses yet).

For the past few nights, I've been having some incredibly erotic dreams about GC. I've no idea why. She is attractive and all that but, as I've no doubt mentioned before, she's not really my type and we have absolutely nothing in common as far as I can tell. I'm sure I'm analysing them too much, as usual. They were very enjoyable (but frustrating) though!

*sigh*

I'm knackered. I spent all day trying to get through to O2, my mobile phone supplier, only to get knocked back with the choice of phone they were offering. Now, I've just spent another few hours hunting down mobile tariffs and it's sapped all the energy from me. *sigh*

Bloody mobile phone companies!

I'm in the hunt for a new phone. The new-ish Sony Ericsson K800i looks quite nice and with the built in camera, is just the thing I'm looking for. However, if I want to upgrade to it, I'm being told I have to pay £140. Fuck that for a game of soldiers. On an additional note, to"upgrade" to my current phone, I'd have to pay £80! That's just taking the mickey completely. *growl*

*ahem*

Flirting with USHW continues unabashed.

Still not a good idea.

Still good fun.

There's a point that this conversation of ours could get to. I'm not sure if/when that will be because I am keeping it at bay, but it'll be interesting nonetheless to see what happens if we get to that point.

Oops!

I meant to add to my last post that I want Helen Barker to win.

She's lovely.

My taste in women... continued.

Remember, ages ago, I mentioned FHM's latest "High Street Honeys" competition? No? Well, it's here. At the time, I was questioning whether I had weird tastes, because my tastes never seemed to match anyone else's. However, I have been slightly surprised by the ten finalists where eight of my 'green' list have made it through!

Here's the final ten, with members of my green list highlighted in bold:

FHM# Name
03 Charlie Taylor
07 Susie Allman
21 Charlotte Wood
24 Helen Barker
35 Jodie Grant
54 Charlotte McKenna
75 Megan Thomas
80 Becky Hayes
82 Kylie Shelton
96 Jodie Penman

Giggity giggity goo.

Quagmire: Hey there sweetie, how old are you?
Connie: 16.
Quagmire: 18? You're first.
Connie: Mom!
Quagmire: I like where this is goin'! Giggidy, giggidy, gig-gi-dy!

C'mon. I'm watching porn, is there anything more appropriate than a Glen Quagmire quote?

*howl*

Hopefully, if all goes well, I shall be handing in my last piece of work in my current role at work. I'll then spend three weeks pottering around, tidying up a few loose ends etc. before taking a well earned break at Christmas and returning to a new job (and hopefully pay rise) in January.

I'm not sure I'm entirely ready to move on, but given the antics on work over the past three weeks, I am (at this moment in time certainly) glad to see the back of this last project.

I think this is one of those weeks where I'll do the lottery. It always generates a bit of interest and provides a few hours of false hope (before I win fuck all as usual!)